Chapter 205 - Aftermath Of A Victorious War

It was noticeable.

The moment Beelzebub died.

It, unequivocally, was.

The soul that exited his body this time…

It was wide enough to cover half a kilometer radius in the skies of the Frontlines.

And yet, just like the previously destroyed souls, after shuddering, unraveling, writhing and freezing, it shattered, into a billion, shimmering, glowing particles.

Most people on the Frontlines, witnessed this phenomenon happen, the shimmering particles, descending to the ground slowly.

They witnessed, the death of The Demon King.

They witnessed, the end of a Calamity.

And they witnessed, the Heroes responsible for killing off this Calamity.

All three, stood in a three-way format, Beelzebub's shell of a body, present in their middle as it turned to ashes, right before their very eyes.

Finally…

After millenniums upon millenniums on end…

Iterations upon iterations…